User blog comment:Corbus/A New Home/@comment-4094509-20110928014606

Soarin Rekky wheels over the trees, her keen eyes never leaving King Silverwraith's camp. She swoops downwards a bit, landing on a protruding tree limb with grace. Preening her feathers, she scans the woodlands, the mountain facing her back. There must be a creature not far from here.